Qi Changyi's knees hurt even more, and Pei Zheng in front of him was pulling him hard, so he could only step hard to keep up.
Pei Zheng was disgusted by the slow pace of the little man behind him. He turned around and saw him limping, and asked loudly, "What's wrong with your leg?"
Qi Changyi didn't want to make him worry, so he explained in a low voice, "It's nothing, I just bumped into it accidentally."
Pei Zheng snorted coldly, thinking he was making a fuss, and said unhappily, "If you have nothing else to do, leave quickly. You can't be late for tomorrow's morning court."
Then he continued to walk forward quickly without reducing the strength in his hands.
After stepping into the bedroom where Qi Changyi lived, the two eunuchs at the door lowered their heads and closed the door, as if they were not surprised that Pei Zheng appeared here in the middle of the night.
When they stepped into the bedroom, Li Yu was already waiting there. When they saw Pei Zheng, everyone in the bedroom bowed and saluted.
Pei Zheng raised his eyes calmly, "Everyone go down."
Everyone responded and left the door one by one.
The bedroom suddenly became quiet.
Pei Zheng let go of his hand, walked straight to the desk in the hall and sat down, closing his eyes and pinching his brows.
Qi Changyi stood there at a loss. He reached out and touched his wrist twice, which was already red.
Pei Zheng raised his eyelids and looked at the little man in front of him. He was so angry when he thought of the scene just now.
"Don't come yet."
A cold tone.
Qi Changyi walked over carefully, but his steps were a little crooked. His knees ached terribly. He didn't dare to look at Pei Zheng and walked over obediently and stood still.
Pei Zheng looked at him with a dark gaze, and suddenly reached out and pushed him to the ground. Qi Changyi sat down on the ground, tears in his eyes due to pain.
Before he could react to what was happening, Pei Zheng's tall figure squatted down, and lifted up his trousers with his slender fingers, revealing his white calves.
Pei Zheng lifted his pants up again, and then his eyes turned cold.
Qi Changyi's knees were red and swollen, forming a very strong contrast with his snow-white skin. Several serious areas were stained with red blood, which looked a little scary.
"How did you do that?"
Qi Changyi pulled his legs back to cover the injury, but Pei Zheng grabbed his ankle.
"Tell me, how did you do it?"
His tone was already a little impatient.
This was not the first time that he had discovered scars on Qi Changyi that he was not aware of. This little fool lived by himself in this cannibalistic harem. If he had not been protected by him openly or secretly on a daily basis, he would have died without knowing how.
Qi Changyi was frightened by Pei Zheng's fierce eyes, and his words were a little unclear, "I, I bumped into it myself, just now at the banquet, it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all, really, Brother Pei, don't be angry..."
He was not afraid of getting hurt or feeling pain, but he was most afraid of Pei Zheng getting angry with him.
Pei Zheng snorted coldly and pressed hard on his wound with his fingers. Qi Changyi took a deep breath and his eyes were watery.
"ah!"
"Didn't you say it didn't hurt?" Pei Zheng retracted his fingers and stood up, looking down at Qi Changyi, "Your Highness, when will you change your habit of saying one thing and thinking another? Are you still like this in front of General Zhao?"
Qi Changyi opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer. He could see Pei Zheng's anger and just wanted to follow his wishes and let him calm down.
Thinking of what Pei Zheng had done when he came to her bedroom at night in the past, Qi Changyi tried hard to stand up, slowly moved closer to him, and stretched out her white, tender and soft little hand.
Pei Zheng felt a pair of hands as soft as boneless and took a few deep breaths. The hands had no method and were just fiddling around randomly, but it made Pei Zheng's body tense and the blood in his body rushed out like a roar.